Chapter 1935: Sea of Blood

With a flash of seven-colored radiance, the small pagoda instantly transformed into a human-sized structure, releasing a mysterious force that silently enveloped the small cauldron.

However, almost at the same moment the youth made his move, Han Li’s spirit body, which had been standing motionless to the side, suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a ball of white light. Inside, a faint ring-shaped object could be seen, and a finger swiftly tapped it.

With a *bang*, the ring exploded instantly under the touch of the finger, releasing a faint ripple of spatial force.

The power released by the small pagoda was inadvertently diverted by this force, causing the spatial energy to narrowly miss the Violet Flame Cauldron.

The small cauldron let out a clear chime and transformed into a streak of violet light, darting away a hundred zhang in an instant.

The Blood Light Sacred Ancestor’s avatar, who had originally possessed the treasure, panicked and stomped his foot, immediately transforming into a streak of blood light in pursuit.

“You dare tamper with my treasure? If I don’t refine your soul and extract your essence, I don’t deserve to be called a Sacred Ancestor of the Holy Realm!” The leading youth, now recovered, turned livid upon seeing this scene.

Ignoring whether the other youth could retrieve the treasure, he swiftly formed hand seals. The demonic shadow behind him raised its head and let out a deafening roar before lowering its head and spewing forth a torrent of blood.

The blood was incredibly foul-smelling and seemed endless, transforming the nearby void into a sea of blood. Under the youth’s incantation, it surged forth like towering waves.

Han Li’s heart tightened. The giant ape he had transformed into formed a single-handed seal, activating several temporary arrays nearby.

One after another, glowing formations emerged, firmly protecting the sword formation. Layers of radiance and multicolored mist spread out, threatening to completely engulf the giant ape.

Meanwhile, the small blood-colored boat floated atop the sea of blood.

The leading youth on the boat sneered at Han Li’s defensive stance and flicked his sleeves toward him.

The sea of blood beneath him churned violently, forming a towering crimson wave dozens of zhang high that crashed toward Han Li.

The temporary arrays in its path were instantly obliterated upon contact, their radiance and mist dissipating like paper in the face of the blood tide.

The crimson wave surged toward the central sword formation. Under the youth’s vicious command, it collided with a thunderous roar. Azure sword light erupted from the formation, interweaving into a solid wall that blocked the wave.

Despite its ferocity, the blood wave was completely halted by the azure barrier.

The leading youth was slightly taken aback.

This sea of blood was refined from a rare poisonous liquid of the demon realm. Normally, any treasure or spirit beast caught within it would instantly dissolve.

Though weakened due to his current state, he had expected it to effortlessly crush any cultivator below the Mahayana realm. Yet, it was effortlessly blocked by the sword formation.

The azure sword light appeared ordinary, but it remained unscathed under the blood tide’s assault, as if the poison had no effect.

But as a Mahayana cultivator’s avatar, the youth was not so easily deterred. With a dark expression, he formed another seal and pointed at the sea of blood.

The blood churned violently, and hundreds of fist-sized blood clots flew out, condensing into winged blood silkworms that buzzed toward the azure barrier.

Han Li’s pupils contracted. He intensified the sword formation’s power.

A resonant cry echoed as a five-clawed azure dragon emerged from the barrier, spewing forth a dense barrage of sword light.

The winged silkworms shrieked before being sliced in half by the cold light.

However, the next moment, a blood wave swept over the fallen silkworms, restoring them instantly. They swarmed forward again, spitting out crystalline blood threads upon nearing the barrier.

The threads, as fine as hair, produced crisp, jade-like sounds upon contact with the sword light.

Instead of being shredded by the sharp sword energy, the threads clung stubbornly, entangling the sword light.

The silkworms then fluttered backward, pulling the threads taut. Some of the sword light slowed, creating a momentary gap in the barrier.

Seizing the opportunity, the youth laughed and sent another massive blood wave crashing forward, aiming to breach the gap.

But just then, a dragon’s roar echoed from the barrier. A massive dragon head emerged from the gap and spewed a thick beam of light, clashing violently with the blood wave.

The two forces locked in a stalemate, producing deafening explosions.

The youth’s face darkened. He let out a low, resonant howl, and the sea of blood surged again, sending towering waves toward the sword formation, as if intent on drowning it entirely.

Yet, the azure barrier split open, and the five-clawed dragon fully emerged. With a sweep of its claws, countless azure lotuses materialized, blocking the blood waves in another deadlock.

Behind the barrier, the giant ape ignored the chaos, coldly watching the other youth holding the seven-colored pagoda.

The spatial disturbance in the void was fading. The Blood Light Sacred Ancestor’s avatar, wielding the damaged Profound Heaven Treasure, would not remain idle.

Compared to the leading youth, Han Li was far more wary of this one’s treasure.

Using a low-tier spatial treasure’s self-destruction to disrupt its power had been a desperate move. Whether it would work again was uncertain.

Thus, both the giant ape and the spirit body kept a vigilant watch, while the Vajra Buddha Body stood ready.

Sure enough, as the last trace of spatial disturbance vanished, the youth holding the pagoda acted.

He slapped the pagoda, and a seven-colored radiance cascaded down. In a flash, his figure disappeared from the boat.

The Vajra Buddha Body’s six eyes snapped open, and golden flames erupted from its form, shielding it completely.

The spirit body formed a seal, and countless willow-like green threads sprouted from its body, condensing into an emerald-green battle armor adorned with intricate patterns.

Both assumed battle-ready stances.

But instead of targeting them, the youth teleported hundreds of zhang away, appearing directly above the sword formation.

With a flip of his hand, the seven-colored pagoda inverted, casting a massive shadow that descended mercilessly.

A spine-chilling ripple enveloped the entire sword formation, transforming into a rolling seven-colored radiance.

The moment this power emerged, Han Li’s giant ape sensed it. Looking up, his expression changed. Without hesitation, he raised a furry arm toward the sky.

A thunderclap echoed as ten thousand beams of light erupted from the void, revealing the illusory image of a grand palace. A matching ripple descended.

Meanwhile, the Vajra Buddha Body and the spirit body sprang into action.

The spirit body flicked its wrist, sending a red streak vanishing into the void.

The Vajra Buddha Body spun rapidly, transforming into a golden whirlwind before disappearing.

The next moment, a fierce wind arose above the blood boat as the Vajra Buddha Body reappeared.

Its six arms moved, launching six head-sized golden orbs that merged midair into a massive golden vortex.

With a slight rotation, an immense force pulled the boat upward.

The boat let out a mournful cry as it, along with the Blood Light avatar, was dragged skyward.

The leading youth’s lips twitched. Without any visible movement, the horned demonic shadow behind him roared and expanded at an incredible rate, growing into a hundred-zhang behemoth.

A dozen tentacles shot upward, merging midair into a colossal gray spear that stabbed into the golden vortex’s center.

A deafening explosion followed.

The vortex’s rotation halted, its edges fluctuating before the spear pierced through, hurtling toward the Vajra Buddha Body.

The golden figure did not dodge. Its six arms brandished golden blades, slashing six icy arcs of light toward the spear.

A series of thunderous booms erupted as the six blade lights shattered against the spear, exploding into bursts of spiritual light.

The spear blurred, its tip suddenly appearing before the golden body’s chest. With a foul gust, it stabbed straight into the figure’s torso.